"I missed you," he said, leaning closer to me as I closed my eyes to embrace the familiar warmth of his kiss on my forehead. The moment his lips touched my skin, thousands of butterflies swarmed in my tummy, making me want more than just a simple forehead kiss as I pulled him back by the collar of his shirt, taking his lip in mine.

He was in a state of shock, and I was too. Ever since he sat this close to me, his lips have been calling out to me; hell, his whole body has been ...